So, I kinda fell out of my Legend of Zelda hyperfix a little bit since I got into Genshin Impact but. Now THAT hyperfix is falling off and into Honkai Impact instead. So, why am I posting a picture of Time from Linked Universe? Because I lost my phone on an airplane and figured “Oh I might as well finally update that fic I wrote 2 years ago and have been promising more of for 2 years”
And. Uh. I’ve latched back onto it enough for me to actually draw a character while writing the update to that fic i mentioned. What fic is it you ask? Well funny story- Heres another picture of time but with a plain background incase anyone wants to use it as an Icon since its like. the perfect size.
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I've worked 25 hrs of OT over the last 2 weeks, so I caved and bought a new pair of Docs.
They arrive next Friday ❤️🔥
Oh FUCK, Cait.
First of all that is too much overtime. and you DESERVE THESE BOOTS.
Second: They're FUCKING GORGEOUS?!
I'm UNWELL about these. And I am SO EXCITED for you.
I demand photos when they're in your possession.
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cw: slightly suggestive
when nanami kento saw his wife about to leave the house in a stunning, tight sundress, he swore his whole world stopped for a moment.
“honey?”
“hm?” you glanced at him, then looked back at the mirror, trying not to stab yourself with your earring. nanami cleared his throat. “where are you going?” he asked as he walked over, standing behind you and sliding his hands around your waist.
“i’m having lunch with my friends, sweetie. i told you that this morning, remember?” you raised a brow, confused. your husband nodded dazedly, his eyes glued to your figure.
“right.” he swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “where are you going to have lunch?” he asked, his hands gently roaming over your body, feeling the fabric of the dress he so badly wanted to tear off you.
“that cafe we always go to…” you trailed off, finally securing your earring. “are you okay?” you met his gaze through the mirror. “i do this once a month—same place, same people.”
he nodded, humming in acknowledgment. you stayed silent for a moment, trying to figure out what had him so distracted. now that your earring was in place, you became hyper-aware of his hands, their slow, deliberate movements over your hips, squeezing in that familiar way that told you he was restraining himself from acting on his desires.
oh.
a blush crept up your cheeks as you realized nanami hadn’t seen this dress on you yet. you’d just bought it last week and forgot to show him. “kento?”
you called out to him, but he seemed too entranced by the way the dress clung to your curves. he leaned in closer, burying his nose in your neck, his hands trailing down to squeeze your thighs.
you let out a startled moan, hastily covering your mouth. he inhaled deeply, the scent of your perfume overwhelming his senses.
“your friends won’t mind if you’re a few minutes late, right?”
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Some person in a plague mask handed me this… very professional business card. Idk guys think this is legit?
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“delululu” “what a narcissist” “i’m so ocd” “i let my intrusive thoughts win” “im an empath” “are you acoustic” “bpd girls 😍” “im so manic” “my trauma made me spicy and funny”
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